He walks these bleeding streetsBut his eyes can’t see the bloodHe sees the girl he knows he lovesBut cant see the bladeRunning to and falling fromHe looks for something elseTaping hearts to people’s sleevesThey never meant a thingCrying lie to lieHis tears, they fallDown to the black belowBending on broken dreamsHis heart crawls up for one more turnTo learn what he’d always failClosing his eyes from repetitive apathyDying from time to timeDie to dieTime to timeDie to timeTime to die